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The Gift of a Monthly Cycle
The Gift of a Monthly Cycle
With International Women’s Day upon us, I felt moved to say a few words about periods.
This may read a bit clunky, after-all I am a man. I don’t have to suffer the struggle of a monthly cycle, the range of emotion from passion to frustration to despair, the physical pulls for perhaps food or wild sex, or simply touch, and on to exhaustion.
I regularly encounter women who are embarrassed by their period, there is shame attached. Naturally around this time you may feel emotional and more sensitive, but you can work here in this place. You meet your shadow each month. The shadow is not separate to your cycle, they are one and the same.
She is fully alive and flowing, sensitive and sensual.
Shift To Now
Shift To Now
I’ve had some pretty large shifts over the past few days.
Taking stock of where I am. Some very purposeful work with a friend of mine moving me further into my own surrender, some upcoming medicine work and a check in with a guide regarding taking my own practice and the work I offer to others a good deal further.
I also gave a talk to a small audience about my journey through “losing it all”, and ending up living in my car. This has been a great journey of finding deeper self awareness through this path. I would not do anything differently.
I am God, each moment is absolutely loaded with potential for expansion. There is nothing to understand, there is nothing you need to manifest or change.
I am God, each moment is absolutely loaded with potential for expansion.
Receiving My Crown
A couple weeks back I wrote an Instagram post on receiving my sword in a holotropic breathwork session. Today's post covers a trip to Dowth, a sacred site in Ireland, where a couple years ago I received my crown in an initiation. Dowth, and more famously Newgrange are Irish sites older than the Egyptian pyramids and Stonehenge. Dowth is a collapsed cairn or tomb, in an area of Ireland where there are many of these sites, some really overrun with tourism. But Dowth is often quiet, not many people go there, you can drive up a narrow country road, pull in to the side and simply walk into the field and walk around.
Myself and a friend had been visiting a few of these sites regularly when guided to. Dowth to us had been revealed as the home of what we termed as Dark Mother, the shadow of Mother, the frustrated, manipulated, manipulative, abandoned, undesired, unfulfilled side of the feminine.
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